November 23, 2003

The first time I went out in costume for Hallowe’en was, I believe, at age five. My parents asked me what I wanted to go as, and I told them, “I want to be a witch.”

Choosing to ignore the clear sign of incipient homosexuality, they procured a witch costume, complete with pointy black hat and broom; what they failed to understand, however, was that I had been speaking in terms of a life choice.

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7 Responses to The first time I went

  1. jon collins says:

    the life choice to own fancy red shoes? Or just to be a nasty witch when some little snot from the midwest steals them?

  2. The life choice to have green skin. (And you wonder why I never post any pictures of myself.)

  3. MH says:

    I’m meltingggggggggggggggg!

  4. Jeff says:

    When I was a kid, one of my favorite comic books was the Teen Titans. Not only did it feature Wonder Woman’s kid sister, it also had a green-skinned guy named Changeling, who was also noteworthy (to me, at least) as one of the few characters they drew with chest hair.

    I so wanted to do him.

  5. Wayne says:

    I wanted to be the flying monkey. But nope. never happened.

    I ended up being a fairy though.

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  7. Jalal says:

    I always wanted to be an architect.

    God. Even my dreams are horrible boring. ;).


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